wake up

Your alarm clock stirs you from a fitful slumber. You feel horrible, almost like being hungover. Your ass and legs are sore and you can feel dry cum caked into your skin all over your chest and thighs.

You want to roll over and just fall back asleep but you dread the consequences of not showing up to work.

Thinking about last night, you can't help but wonder what Mr. Brown has in store for you next.

Mr. Brown... I wonder if he heard what I said?

Am I in love with him?

Or is it simply infatuation?

No-one has ever made me feel like he does.

So utterly dominated and powerless.

I certainly love that feeling.

You know that this is going to play on your mind all day unless you sort it out now.